Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 796


    museum.


    It refers to a facility created for the purpose of contributing to research or social education by exhibiting academically valuable data relics or works of art.


    But is this really a museum?


    What kind of research and education does it contribute to?


    Simon couldn’t help but ask that question.


    The moment you step into the museum you will see a statue of a stuffed human face and body.


    The moment when a person makes a painful expression was exquisitely captured and stuffed.They scream howl and even choke themselves.It was as if screams were buzzing in my ears even though I couldn’t hear them.


    And the writings written in front of the statue informed them that ‘all of these are parts of the body of a fallen necromancer’.


    This ce which I thought would be a war museum at best was a museum of ughter ughter and torture.


    Red crosses are erected like signposts and a real person is hanging on them.I don’t know who it was but it seemed that until recently they were alive and nailed to disy here.Eventually though he stopped breathing.


    The walls are proudly disyed with various horrific instruments of torture and killings.


    Peeled skin ws and ws are scattered around and there are pirs made of the teeth of torturers.


    In the middle there were also quotes from the scriptures.


    -Because beings once stained with denial are forever denial they must be destroyed without leaving anything behind.


    – As the evangelist beckoned the hanged cults were reconciled with the zing fire.Residents prostrated themselves with hot tears and praised the goddess.


    In addition it was telling how the Necromancers captured during the war the prisoners who had no intention of resisting and the traitors and heretics who denied the Goddess would end up facing each other.


    It also describes what kind of pain and what emotion you feel when you torture what kind of part.


    Victims of torture prostrate themselves in front of the statue of the goddess begging for their lives wiping out their filth and the paintings of the priests watching them are openly disyed like works of art.


    How does this contribute to social education?


    fear?


    Is it for the purpose of instilling fear in order to maintain the stability of the system?Even so this is overkill.Beyond the federation and alliance there was only content that would arouse disgust in any human being.


    “Woo-wook.”


    “Ugh.”


    Students who vomited in vain appeared one after another and those who did not had dark expressions.


    “Didn’t I tell you! Don’t pay too much attention or immerse yourself!”


    Just then Grerion strode in.


    “Mental power is a Necromancer’s property! If you feel like you’re thinking about it just close your eyes or turn your head away!”


    Having said that to the students Grerion raised his head.


    You can see a tower made up of the faces of necromancers who died from torture and abuse.


    “I’m sure a few people I know are here.”


    He closed his eyes as if meditating then opened them.


    “The Holy Federation says our technique of raising dead bodies to fight again is an insult to death.”


    Then he strode to the side and closed the eyes of the crucified man.


    “But what about this figure? They are insulting life. They grab a living person and tear their flesh pull out their teeth and crush their eyes. Then after taking away the right to die with recovery magic they torture them again.”


    There was a lot of strength in his hands.


    “It’s hard to understand being criticized by those who treat living people as less than corpses. Well history will decide which is more just and moral.”


    He turned and looked at the students.


    “Everyone hurry up! Let’s go find the ingredients.”


    “yes!”


    The museum was veryrge and vast.


    And in such a vast ce there were all kinds of unimaginable horrors.There were even sights that made people feel disgusted.


    But to be precise the students’ destination was not in this museum but above it.


    It wasn’t long before we arrived at our real destination.


    < Shaley Family >


    Simon as the defense team was informed of the destination in advance.


    The Shayley family was notorious as a family that brought the residents of the Dark Union and vited human rights and enved them in the name of ‘correctional order’.


    A family of warmongers and yers.


    Before being a museum this ce is also the Shayley family’s mansion.If you pass through the passage connected to the museum and enter the back of the mansion you will see the bones of the lord his retainers and the pdins who followed them standing proudly.


    It is also seen that he is raising his hand while holding a sword pulling a chain around the neck of a corpse of a viger of the Dark Alliance or activating a torture machine.They are adorned with golden nes or luxurious clothes.


    The Shayleys were far from being war heroes even in the Holy Commonwealth.


    After instigating a war behind the scenes the actual war criminals who made the most profits from the war such as looting cities and selling ves.


    In such a situation the Shayley family built this museum of massacre and torture in order to be recognized for their legitimacy and to prove their loyalty to the extremists of the Federation.


    Of course it was too terrible so Apenel ordered the business to close but it was still holding out for various reasons.


    And right in this building the remains of the Pdins who were active in the Shayley family were on disy.


    “There it is!”


    Students rushed in droves.


    It seemed that these remains were the very pdin corpses Aaron had spoken of.Beneath the ss coffin were gloriously written the atrocities they hadmitted.


    – Killed 200 border prisoners.


    – Poron province 31 heresy questioning death penalty self-execution.


    jjaeaeng!


    While everyone was hesitating Hector was the first to smash the window with his fist then took out the remains of a pdin.


    Someone started first and other students rushed forward.


    “The bones are in pretty good condition.”


    “If it’s this…!”


    ording to Grerion there are a limited number of pdin skulls so you had to bring one at a time.


    Later he bluffed that a student who checked the subspace and stole two or more bones would not end with a simple punishment.


    That’s why the students chose the pdin’s skull even more carefully.


    “…Simon?”


    Toto who was looking around turned to Simon and said.


    Simon was leaning against the wall with his forehead resting on his forehead.


    “Do you have any pain?”


    “Oh no. I’m fine.”


    Actually it wasn’t okay.


    Ever since Simon entered this building he had been feeling a constant headache and a strange feeling of déjà vu.


    I didn’t think it was because I was shocked to see the works in the museum earlier.


    My saliva goes down and my body trembles.Feelings of impatience and impatience run through her head.These were the first symptoms I experienced.


    Simon tried to smile at Toto who was worried about him.


    “I’m fine so hurry up Toto. I need to find the materials for the Death Knight.”


    “Oh yes!”


    Toto left and Simon took a few breaths.


    Then he left this ce and moved to another ce.


    that buckthat buckthat buck


    I walked blindly through the hallway to the back.The feeling of déjà vu gradually faded then deepened and then repeated.


    Soon several rooms appeared at the end of the floor.It was the ce where the Shayley family stayed.


    Among them Shayley’s family room can be seen at the end.The door was open so Simon went inside.


    < Leritong Shaley I >


    On the wall you can see a portrait of Leritong Shayley the family’s root.


    Simon looked around.


    There was no way there could be a pdin’s remains in a ce like this but the sense of deja vu that covered my head in this room intensified.


    ‘What is it?What are you telling me to do?’


    Simon looked around with the palm of his hand and observed then noticed a mailbox on the wall.Soon he puts his hand inside the mailbox.


    Kurrrrr!


    The whole wall started shaking and moving.Simon’s eyes widened.


    ‘Hidden space?’


    The wall flipped over and Simon quickly crossed into a hidden room beyond the wall.


    White wallpaper in white lighting.And it was full of portraits of women he had never seen before.A woman smiling a woman holding a sword a woman drinking tea.


    Looking at the clothes and environment of the woman in the picture I thought that she was a very old person.


    And a statue in the middle of this wide space.It was a statue of the woman praying.Simon approached it driven by a throbbing headache and a sense of déjà vu.


    ‘Is this right?What are you trying to do here?’


    Simon carefully touched the statue.I felt tingling and a slight rejection reaction in my body.


    Simon finally realizing the identity of his deja vu slowly closed his eyes.


    ‘I can do anything.’


    The jet-ck presence faded from Simon’s body and an abundance of divinity filled his body.


    The moment I became a Priest the ‘sense of déjà vu’ which made breathing difficult and saliva dripping changed to a mysterious ‘sense of fulfillment’.Simon shuddered and put his hand on the statue.


    “!”


    The world turned upside down.Simon saw two white thrones appearing in front of him.


    ‘It must have been you guys.’


    The remnants of the essence of the saint who entered and came out of Simon’s body.


    The two thrones appeared clearly in front of my eyes as if exining something then disappeared.


    Within.


    “ah!”


    The feeling of the floor on which the feet are nted disappears and the body falls.


    down down.


    Simon who was constantly falling was entering a new space before he knew it.


    A flower field full of petals.Simon looked up feeling the flowers holding himfortably.


    I don’t know if it’s a dream or if it’s a ce that really exists.


    All around are petals.Simon got up from his seat with a bewitched face and walked through the flowers.


    Tuwook-


    I feel something touch my leg.Simon thrust his hand into the flower and carefully lifted his arm.


    From the petals a white skull appeared that was foreign enough to be heterogeneous.In the state of wearing a white robe both hands are neatly gathered.


    In his hand was a g with an unknown pattern.


    ‘how.’


    Simon raised his head.


    ‘Where is this and whose skull is this?’


    At that moment the skeleton that I thought would not be able to move anymore.


    ‘…!?’


    He slowly got up and looked at Simon.


    * * *


    same time.


    outside the museum.


    “….”


    Grerion’s chief assistant was sitting on top of the magic circle with his eyes closed.


    And all over the building chimeras in the form of scarecrows stood with their mouths open.It was a ‘barrier-type summoned beast’ that distorted the field of view and prevented the jet-ck energy from flowing out.


    “senior!”


    At that time a teaching assistant ran out in a hurry.The head assistant who had been concentrating with his eyes closed raised his head.


    “what’s the matter?”


    “Hey there! In the sky…!”


    The head assistant raised his head.


    Woo woo woo woo-!


    A blood-red cross floated in the sky.


    And inside it a terrible eye floated as if peering into the interior.


    he jumped up.


    “Shit!”


    He hurriedly raised themunication crystal ball.


    “Professor Grerion I’m the Chief! We need to get out of here! Now!”


    NECROMANCER ACADEMY’S GENIUS SUMMONER CHAPTER 797